shoulders of time

Late in the day / when I’m too tired to climb / I’m going to get up / on the shoulders of time / and let it carry me forward / from the desert to the sea / where death is just a toy sword / and pain a distant memory / going back to a happier place / full of simple song and rhyme / tonight I’m taking a chance again / upon the long / broad shoulders of time.

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